Romance Crushed in the Eye

Ying Jing woke up to find herself in an unfamiliar place.

She calmed down quickly at the thought of who she had been with last night.

However, she did not expect to see him the moment she left the room. In ancient times, there were gentlemen who were as gentle as jade. In fact, Wen Fucheng was really not much different.

Seeing that she had woken up, the man closed the book in his hand and room the house.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Ying Jing nodded hurriedly. "Soundly."

She wasn't worried that Wen Fucheng would take advantage of her at all. Instead, she wondered if she had done anything out of line to him.

Zhang Yang came with breakfast and Ying Jing opened the door for him.

He wasn't surprised to see her there. He even greeted her with a smile.

"Good morning, Miss Ying. The boss didn't have breakfast, so I bought an extra set. You can eat with him! I'll go downstairs first." He had an expression that said, "You don't have to explain. An explanation is a cover-up."

Ying Jing could not stop him.

"Last night …"

She sat at the side of the dining table and removed the items from the bag one by one, watching the man's movements from the corner of her eye.

"You were drunk last night."

Yes, yes, yes, she was drunk. But now, she was eager to know if she had done anything to Wen Fucheng.

"Then I… "

The seafood porridge that was still steaming was fragrant. Wen Fucheng glanced at her. "My room is next door."

Well! The explanation was clear. He came here in the morning.

After breakfast, Wen Fucheng was about to leave.

Ying Jing planned to go back later.

He threw a question at her before he left. "Remember what happened last night?"

Ying Jing was a silly person who could not remember anything when she was drunk.

"Last night. Did anything happen last night?"

"You don't remember what was said?"

What did she say? Ying Jing wanted to say that she could vaguely remember, but Wen Fucheng obviously wouldn't believe her.

"Okay, I really don't remember anything. Did I really not do anything to you?" Ying Jing looked terrified, but she was actually surprised. Hurry up and let me take responsibility! Hurry up. She had money. If there really wasn't enough, she would smash Ying Zenan's piggy bank to raise him.

Ying Jing knew that drinking would cause trouble and she never drank anywhere other than at home.

In her previous life, there were too many people who looked down on her after the Ying family went bankrupt. Everyone wanted to step on her. Even if she had nothing, she didn't want to give herself to anyone. Regardless, she was still schemed against at the wine table.

When she was drunk, someone tried to grope her.

Ying Jing knew that she could not avoid it at that time, so she simply drank to the end and vomited blood. If someone still wanted to touch her, they would really be courting death.

But there was something someone had said back then that made sense. What right did ants have to talk about survival? What was the point of purity without protection?

However, later on, those people inexplicably started to disappear one after another and never appeared again.

Outsiders only thought that she was lucky. Only she knew that it was the people Wen Fucheng had left behind in the country who had helped her resolve those bad encounters.

He said nothing and Ying Jing took a step forward. The little fox began to paw her way to her prey.

"Second Uncle, did I offend you?!" The little girl's eyes were curved, and her smile looked like she was in a good mood.

"What should you do if you really did?"

"Then I might as well make it up to you myself!"

This young lady was really not reserved at all. However, if it were to come out of Ying Jing's mouth, Wen Fucheng wouldn't even care about it. She didn't hide her fondness for him at all, and he had already made up his mind from the moment he allowed her to appear in his world.

"Do you like me?" The man had turned the tables on her, just for this moment.

Ying Jing was stunned by his straightforward words for a moment. When she realized that he was about to leave, she grabbed his hand anxiously.

"Yes, I do. Right from the first moment I saw you, and not only that, I'm going after you."

She had finally said it without scruples. Nothing had happened.

It was as if she had waited so long for this day.

She hadn't disappeared, and he was still in front of her.

"Wen Fucheng, I…" I really, really love you!

"Your brother and the others have to call me Second Uncle when they see me."

Ying Jing was a little shy. "I don't mind being Second Aunt." Ying Zenan had to call her "Daddy" when she was successful in her pursuit of Wen Fucheng.

Wen Fucheng was so exasperated that he laughed. What did she mean?

"I'm not easy to pursue."

"It doesn't matter. I'm thick-skinned." Noting his silence, Ying Jing struck while the iron was hot. "Then do you want me to chase after you!" She was even beginning to wheedle. He really couldn't defend himself at all.

"Okay, I'll let you pursue me."

He had no intention of doing so. Ying Jing's rebirth could be considered to have disrupted his initial plan. At most, he would just accompany her.

"Are you serious? Second Uncle, you're so easy to talk to!" Where did the aloof and unsmiling Wen Fucheng go?

"Well, you deserve it."

Since it was Ying Jing, he could find no reason to refuse. Nor could he bear to refuse her any of her requests.

"Then how do you want to woo me?" Her bright smile was too bright, and the itch in his palm was a constant reminder that he wanted to stroke the girl's hair and rub her furry head.

"I think…" No, no matter what she thought, she couldn't tell him now! "How can I still call it courting if I tell you! Don't try to get me to talk."

Still, Ying Jing was curious as to why he agreed with her ridiculous-sounding idea.

"Second Uncle, don't tell me you're interested in me too!" Ying Jing had never known when he had developed a favorable impression of her in her previous life. In this life, she definitely couldn't miss the answer.

Her exquisite little face moved closer to him, and their eyes met.

"Want to know?"

Ying Jing nodded eagerly.

Very much.

"Wait until you're successful in your pursuit."

"What! That would take a long time. Second Uncle, why don't you symbolically go through the motions and give in to me tomorrow?"

Nice try, Foxy.

If she hadn't said that, Wen Fucheng had never thought of letting her woo him. Since she said it, he went with the flow and agreed. How did the little princess woo someone? He had to admit that he was looking forward to it.

Zhang Yang called to urge him. After Wen Fucheng left, Ying Jing immediately opened her chat with Wei Yi.

[Ying Jing: Can you believe that Wen Fucheng agreed to let me woo him? Sister, my thoughts are a little adrift now.]

[Yingjing: When is it better to get married? Do you know any old men who can read the almanac? What do you think our child's name should be? It's better for the child to look like me or him?]

… .

Ying Jing typed a bunch of words.

Wei Yi replied to the message a moment later.

[Wei Yi: Did you drug him?]